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Text Chapter 75 I didn¡¯t lose!  (Third update)

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    "Submit? Cough" Wang Lang spat out a mouthful of blood and said with a sad smile: "Does it matter to you whether I submit or not? I am just a flea in your eyes, and you have never cared about me at all." "Why should I care about you?" "  It's this attitude again, cough" Wang Lang's eyes appeared in the past scenes. In those scenes, Wu Xie won the first place again and again, standing arrogantly and gloriously in front of everyone.  He stood among the crowd, dim and small.  He doesn¡¯t know where he falls short, or why he can¡¯t compare to him.  He is so talented and has so many resources, why, why is he always one step behind!  Are you inherently inferior to him?  Why do you have to be born inferior to him?  Why I am inferior to him is not because he is more qualified than me.  On the contrary, her qualifications were so high, but his qualifications were so low. When they first met, she didn't even want to look at him.  "Why?" Wang Lang screamed heartbreakingly, tears streaming from the corners of his eyes.  Countless nights, he asked himself this, he asked the sky and the earth, no one answered him, no sound, he felt like a monkey, the stars in the sky were laughing at him, the cracked  The earth was laughing at him, and the frogs in the field were laughing at him.  He is angry, he is unwilling, and at the same time he is afraid.  He was afraid that the next time he saw him, he would be completely defeated and lose his face.  He was afraid that he would ignore him like he did before, looking at him with pity and sarcasm.  So he began to practice hard and diligently. He would spend ten times as much time as others. While others were eating and sleeping, he would practice without eating or drinking.  He endured it every day until his eyes were red, his face was sallow and his muscles were thin, but he had no regrets.  He felt that he was slowly becoming stronger, and it seemed that he would soon be able to catch up with or even surpass that person.  He started to be indifferent, indifferent, and calm. He was imitating him. Every movement, every look, and every word was imitated all the time.  He feels like him.  Then he began to accept tasks and fight with people. He had more than a hundred scars on his body, which were densely covered all over his body. He did not eliminate these scars.  Every night, he took off his clothes and looked at his devastated body. He felt humiliated and unwilling. He stimulated himself to move forward and become stronger. He longed for power and wanted to defeat him.  He doesn¡¯t want to lose!  Never think about it again!  The relationship between his classmates and him had been very bad since the day Wuxie left. He ignored his classmates and didn't bother to say a word to them. He felt a little irritated and slapped him like a toy.  past.  In the end, he gradually became a stranger, and no one looked at him again.  At that moment, he felt that he was close to him again.  The same arrogance, the same indifference, the same unpopularity.  He has paid so much and sacrificed so much. Before confronting Wu Xie, he even thought he was him.  But in the end, he discovered that no matter how hard he worked, how diligent he was, how unwilling he was, he was still who he was and would never be evil.  He is still the same Wang Lang who was stepped on by Wu Xie. He is still looked down upon by Wu Xie, still like a reptile, unable to let him take another look.  His heart was on fire, his face was hot, and his body felt like millions of ants were biting him. He felt extremely ashamed. Wu Xie's kick did not step on his face, but on his self-esteem.  "Why do I try so hard to imitate you, but I just can't imitate you." Wang Lang said with a sad smile.  "Because you are not me." Wu Xie said calmly, paused, and then said: "I have always been imitated and never surpassed." "Really?" Wang Lang suddenly made a ferocious face and shouted: "I don't accept it.  ~!¡± His voice was loud and hoarse. Anyone could hear his unwillingness and grievance, but no one pityed him, only more vicious words.  "Don't accept it? Beat you until you do!" "Kick Wang Lang flat!" "It's already here and he still doesn't accept it. Haha, brother laughed!" The sarcasm from the crowd fell in Wang Lang's ears one by one, and  Like a needle, like a thorn.  He felt extremely heartbroken and angry. If God was destined to be inferior to him, then why did he give himself such good qualifications?  That's right, God wants to see you defeat him!  At this moment, Wang Lang's eyes showed a bright light, and the feeling of being humiliated by Wu Xie was countless times stronger, but he was not dragged into eternal disaster because of this.Instead, he felt a mass of hot air rising from his Dantian, causing his blood to boil and burn.  "Wang Lang! Defeat him!" Liu Yan, who was standing on the outside, shouted with all his strength, and then, roars came from the mouths of every disciple of the Daoyixian Sect.  They also have the shadow of Wu Xie in their hearts. They all long to defeat Wu Xie, but they know that they can't do it, so they subconsciously place their hope on Wang Lang.  They cannot see Wang Lang fail. Once he fails, they all lose.  "Beat him!" "Beat him!" "Beat him!" Waves of louder shouts rang out, silent but powerful, neat and firm.  "Hit your sister! There's no way Wang Lang can win. If he wins, I won't have to die!" Ji whispered to the side.  But his muttering was heard by the casual cultivator beside him, who immediately pointed at Ji Ji and said angrily: "Good boy! It turns out that you already knew that Wu Xie means Wu Xie, and you deliberately tricked us!" The casual cultivator yelled  The roar was immediately heard by more people, and everyone thought that they had suppressed the spirit stone and Wang Langying. ?¡­ ?After a brief period of silence and silence, a loud shout suddenly broke out.  "Defeat Wuxie! I want to win the spirit stone!" "Defeat Wuxie!" In the end, the voice turned into three silent and powerful words.  "Beat him!" "Beat him!" "Beat him!" When Wang Lang heard this voice, he felt a little dazed for a moment, as if he had gone back to the past, before he was defeated by Wu Xie. His classmates at that time looked at him with envy.  He is praising him.  The elders also praised him every day and laughed from ear to ear when they saw him.  He felt so touched.  A scorching warm current passed through his arm, and the bones in his arm were healing rapidly. The warm current passed through his thigh, and the bones in his thigh were healing.  The warmth finally returned to Dantian, and his Dantian was also healing.  Spiritual power is recovering quickly.  He felt that his strength had recovered, not only recovered, but also became stronger.  His body was surrounded by golden light, white light, and blue lines, and his cultivation level skyrocketed rapidly.  "Ah~! Wuxie~!" He slowly sat up, and the violent spiritual power shook Wuxie to retract his feet.  He stood up and with a tap of his toes, he flew up into the air and stopped above Wu Xie, looking down at him.  "I, no, lose!"
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